Ripplin' Waters

Got ripplin' waters to wake me

To be more than my woman in love

All pine trees are pointin' to see easily

To see heaven above

Blue spruce flamin' on the grate in the evening

Takes the chill away fine

Cut the telephone line

The story's the same

There's a worn red chair by the window

That you found at a sale down the way

When some old women said that they

Needed more room for the winter

People like pullin' at the stuffing

When they sit down

So it passes the time

Cut the telephone line

The story's the same

Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day

Start to flutter when i hear you say

That you feel too good to go away

And you make me feel fine

And you made the world a warmer place

By the sparkle of your diamond face

On a gray spot with a little lace

And you make me feel fine

Warm as a mountain in sunshine

On the edge of the snowline

In a meadow of columbine

Oh little gennifer

I'd give a penny for

What you've got on your mind

Seems like most of the time you're lyin' there dreamin'

Maybe in your vision you see how

Our mission is slightly less than divine

Cut the telephone line

The story's the same

Now, ripplin' waters flow through the ceiling

And the walls there, their keepin' me warm

And the closest i've been with my family for days

Is my music

But the silently stare in the morning sky

Is like hearing her calling my name

Cut the telephone line

The story might change

Ooh, like a bubble on a windy day

Start to flutter when i hear you say

That you feel too good to go away

And you make me feel fine

Warm as a mountain sunshine

On the edge of the snowline

In a meadow of columbine